Beautifully Broken

Chapter TwoWhile I'm Stuck Here≋NoahCharlie seating himself at our usual lunch table in the cafeteria immediately commenced the outbreak of chatter, everyone speaking over one other and bombarding him with questions."I didn't think it'd be that big of a deal," he mumbled nonchalantly, biting into his apple.Leo's eyebrows raised in disbelief as he scoffed. "Dude, we've known you for years and not once have you mentioned that you have a sister. Hell of a surprise, Charlie."Sighing, Charlie slunk back in his chair. "Not much to say, really," he shrugged faintly. "Our parents got divorced when we were twelve. Tiffany stayed with our mom while I moved out here with our dad. She took my mom's last name-it just made things more simple, less questions and all.""Are you guys close?" Joy asked. "She's never visited here. As far as we know.""We stayed in touch and still talked nearly every day," Charlie answered. "We would see each other over the summer when we went travelled together w

Chapter FourNot A Hugger?≋NoahTiffany leaned against the bleachers outside, watching the soccer practice that was taking place further out on the field. Her eyes followed the balls being kicked around, distant chatter and yells sounding from the team. The way she watched; always a focused look as she observed everything, careful analyzation of that which was in front of her as though she were engraving the picture to memory and ensuring not a detail was missed.I wonder what's going on in that head of hers.It was interesting, picking at my curiosity-that look she'd get in her eyes. Always watching so carefully."Do you play soccer too?"She turned when my voice sounded from behind her. "What?"I nodded out at the field where the boys were running through drills. "Charlie-he's always played. Do you?"She resumed the stance she had before, looking out at the team. "I used to. I stopped playing when I was twelve."Twelve."That's when-when your parents split up. Right?" I was hesita

Chapter SixNot My Scene≋We got to the party and all split up within 10 minutes. Charlie and Ezra were on my back so I stuck by Jade's side until they left. Charlie and Leo went to go play beer pong, Ezra went to smoke a cigarette, Luke took Jade and went to dance, Joy and Kai went to get drinks, and the last time I saw Noah he was talking to some pretty brunette girl.I waited until Ezra stopping watching me like a hawk so I could dip out of the party. It wasn't really my scene. I kind of hated parties more than anything really.It wasn't that whole "I don't want to be in a room full of sweaty bodies, a bunch of out of control teenagers who I have to deal with a school everyday" type of thing. It was because I didn't like drugs and alcohol. You can have fun without doing either and frankly, it was dangerous and stupid to put yourself in a situation where you don't have control over your actions.Long story short, this was just really not my scene and I didn't want to be here.The o

Chapter EightScrew. You. All.≋I walked out to the school parking lot to meet Ezra who was giving me a ride home when I was stopped. A hand yanked my arm causing me to abruptly turn around, a scowl on my face as I felt fingernails dig into my skin."What the fuck?" I glared at Madison, yanking my arm out of her grasp. "Ever heard of personal space or are you really as uneducated as you look?" This time she wasn't alone; her sidekick who was a tall light-skin girl with long, curly brown hair and brown eyes also glared at me.Madison glared at me as she crossed her arms over her chest and gave me a disgusted look, "Listen, I don't know who you are to think you can just waltz into this school and expect everyone to love you because they love your brother but that's not how things work around here. That group - Noah, Lukey and all of them only put up with you because they're friends with your brother so don't get it twisted.""What exactly am I getting twisted?" crossing my arms over my

Chapter TenThat Is A Fantastic Idea!≋The rest of the week passed with me not talking to Noah whatsoever. He could tell I needed space which he gave me but he also made a few attempts to talk to me at which I would simply turn around, slam my locker in his face, or walk away.This probably seems very extra and dramatic but it wasn't to me. Okay, maybe it was a little bit but every time I looked at him now, all I could see was him falling off a cliff which sounds just as messed up as it's making me.Here I was thinking I'm not attached when clearly I already am.This was what I was avoiding. Now I hardly know much about the guy, nor are we very close but I'm already attached seeing as his one minor comments has throw me into a fit of paranoia.I am not an idiot; I know Noah isn't just going to fall off a cliff or the face of the earth but thinking about having to be around him means I will eventually get more attached the further the friendship grows and that means more burden and wo